I am a dogslave. My wife is too (Part 5)

"You're even lower than a dog, so all you deserve to eat is what that bitch spits out," Uyen said, then ordered Loan to crawl closer.

Loan, given permission by her owner, crawled in front of me and spat some half-chewed food from her mouth into my bowl. It was a mixture of leftovers mixed with her saliva. I had to bow my head and eat those leftovers, clearly feeling the difference in status between us.

At the end of dinner, a piece of cake remained on the table. Uyen placed it on the floor and beckoned Loan to crawl closer. She smiled kindly, stroked my wife's head, and said in a sweet voice:

"You were both good today. This is your reward. Loan," Uyen commanded. "Sit on it."

Seeing Loan's bewilderment, her mistress Uyen growled, "I told you to sit on this cake, don't you understand human language, you bitch?"

Loan, not daring to hesitate another minute, plopped down on the cake.

"Now sit there and wiggle your ass, looking like a real slut for me," Nam ordered.

Loan was embarrassed but didn't dare disobey, so she began to push her hips in a very lewd manner. Seeing that, I couldn't help but get excited, and my penis began to stiffen again. The smooth white cream was squeezed and smashed, sticking all over Loan's buttocks. Uyen smiled with delight and turned to me.

-"And you," - she pointed to the mess between Loan's buttocks and thighs. "Your reward is there. Lick it clean. That's all you deserve."

I obediently crawled closer. Before me was a scene both bizarre and stimulating: Loan's butt, pussy, and thighs were smeared with white cream. I lowered my head and stuck out my tongue to lick. My tongue scraped hard against Loan's ass crack, immediately wiping away a streak of cream. The sweet taste of the cream, the warmth and scent of her body, and the humiliation of having to eat something that had been trampled on like that all mixed together. Every time my tongue touched my wife's skin, I felt her tremble, not knowing if it was from disgust or pleasure.

Meanwhile, Uyen and Nam sat watching, laughing and mocking what we were doing. Nam suddenly had a new idea.

"Male dog," Nam's voice rang out coldly. "You ruined the female dog's reward. Now you'll be the replacement reward."

He ordered me to approach the mess of leftover ice cream and cake on the floor.

- "Stick the thing that made you lose control in there," - Nam pointed. "Let it be covered by the ice cream so it looks less pathetic."

In a mix of embarrassment and excitement, I did as he said. The cold, sticky layer of ice cream surrounding my penis made me shiver. The feeling was strange, both vulgar and pleasurable.

"Good," Uyen immediately understood Nam's intentions. She ordered Loan. "Now, bitch, here's your reward. Clean up your 'reward'."

Loan, with a lewd and eager look in her eyes, crawled closer. She didn't hesitate, lowering her head and using her wet tongue to lick and suck skillfully to clean the sticky cream off my cock. The stimulation from her soft, warm tongue, combined with her lustful gaze, pushed all my pleasure to its peak. Watching Loan naked, her ass raised in a slutty way, eagerly sucking my cock, I couldn't hold back any longer. A violent spasm, and I ejaculated profusely deep into her wide-open mouth. Imitating Nam, I also roughly held Loan's head, forcing her to swallow the semen I had just spurted out. Waiting for me to catch my breath, Uyen's cold voice rang out, as if she wasn't surprised at all that I would ejaculate.

"How pathetic," she said. "Once again, you couldn't control yourself. Do you think you deserve to have her swallow your semen?"

She stepped forward and ordered Loan to spit all the semen she had just received into a dog bowl.

"Now," Uyên ordered, her eyes never leaving me. "You will drink everything you just released. Taste your own weakness."

I trembled as I took the bowl. The cloudy white liquid inside was proof of my failure. I closed my eyes, raised the bowl to my mouth, and drank my own semen. The distinctive pungent taste filled my throat, making me almost vomit.

"And for the crime of not knowing how to control yourself," Uyen declared, "you will have to watch your wife get fucked by Nam right now."

Once again, I couldn't anticipate the punishments from our mistress Uyen. We were chained together in a corner of the bathroom. Due to the cramped space, Loan and I had to lie close together.

"Hey, you male dog, hug the female dog! Hug each other tightly, show your love," Uyen teased.

Lying on the damp, cold bathroom floor, Loan's and my skin rubbed against each other, and somehow it made me feel elated, as if this were the first time we had been intimate.

Uyen continued to direct us:

- "Male dog, wrap one arm around the female dog, and with the other hand, reach around her hips and place it on her pussy. As for the female dog, grab the male dog's cock. Haha, that's right, now you two look very affectionate. Now I'll punish you by locking you up here in this position. I'll let you do whatever you want with each other, you can kiss and touch each other, but I forbid you to fuck each other, and you are not allowed to let the male dog ejaculate. Female dog, if I were you, I would be careful with that hand, I see the male dog's cock is already dripping with precum."

Nam bent down and slapped Loan's ass hard, making her moan softly.

-"Male dog, you can also slap the female dog's ass like I did. The female dog seems very horny when you slap her ass, haha."

- "I think we can give these two dogs one more 'gift' before we leave," Uyen said to Nam, winking meaningfully.

The couple smiled at each other and walked back, standing above us. Nam unzipped his pants, and Uyên squatted down. They simultaneously urinated on my wife and me. Loan and I were tightly bound, lying close together, our entire bodies urinated on from head to toe by Nam and Uyên. After finishing that humiliating act, the couple calmly left the bathroom, closed the door, and turned off the lights.

Loan and I lay in the darkness, the pungent smell of our two masters' urine clinging to our bodies, sticky and filthy, but we were still incredibly aroused as we felt each other's bodies. The painful thing was not the feeling of being locked in the dark or the stench on our bodies, but the feeling of not being able to ejaculate, of not being able to completely satisfy the horniness that was smoldering within us every time we felt the other's hand touch our sensitive parts. My cock was rock hard in Loan's hand, poking straight into her belly, while her pussy was already dripping wet, soaking my fingers. I just wanted to jump up, push Loan down, and fuck her, or better yet, fuck my wife doggy style from behind. Back then, when we could do whatever we wanted, why wasn't I very interested? It wasn't until now, when we were bound and forbidden by our mistress Uyen, that I realized how much I craved to fuck my wife. We hungrily pressed our lips together, sucking each other's tongues. The taste of Nam's semen and the scent of Mistress Uyen's ass lingered on my wife's tongue and in her saliva. It had been a long time since Loan and I had kissed so passionately. My whole body trembled with pent-up pleasure.

We didn't know how long we had endured such half-pleasurable, half-painful torture. Finally, the electricity came back on, and the mistress and master returned. They were pleased that we had managed to hold back from ejaculating. We were untied, freed from our tightly bound positions, and sprayed with water to wash ourselves.

"Hurry up, dry yourselves off and crawl out here, it's time to eat," said mistress Uyen.

Outside in the living room, the table was laid with quite a few dishes, including steak, pizza, Italian pasta, and wine. Of course, sitting comfortably on the chairs were mistress Uyen and master Nam. Only they had the privilege of sitting down to eat and drink so deliciously and comfortably.

Loan, as the beloved "pet," was allowed to kneel at their feet. Occasionally, Uyên or Nam would pick up a piece of cake or a morsel of meat and toss it down to Loan. My wife would open her mouth gratefully to catch it, her eyes sparkling with happiness, even licking her owners' fingers like a loyal dog. As for me, chained to the table leg in a distant corner, I could only watch them. The delicious smell of food made me suffer even more. After they finished eating, a dog bowl was placed in front of me, but it was empty, with nothing to eat inside.